Luyện nghe bài hát Mightier Than the Sword

I'm spittin' the venom
To your soul through flesh and
I kill every opponent with the message that I 'em
And I leave 'em, no heart-beatin', the lungs breathin'
Their last thought was questioning the they believe in
Forcing me to start kickin' mental martial
Piercing they hearts, with all these darts
Make use of this abuse and call a truce
'Cause the hurts worse, and works quick as a noose
Stop frontin', you wantin' my to stop running
Some sought assault, but the kept comin'
The last man who tried, well, he died in his
I believe what I was saying put him 6 feet deep
Diagnosed an overload flow to his brain
I guess the truth that I told him, must have him insane
Any rough @.$@., can pull the trigger, but I'm
The poisoned lyrics make you sick quicker liquor
So go blast your gun, I'm gonna be the one who'll be yellin'
When all is said and son

Now I'm my wars
With chords and
Lord knows the pen's than the sword
Armed with my thoughts and the force
For sure the mightier than the sword
the flesh, but the core will endure
Of course the pen's mightier than the

So blow me up a bomb, I'll move on and go beyond
Like the wayward son, and on
I'm forever green, I'm what you never seen
What you thought was raw was far hardcore
I'm alive on a disc, I never miss, I always hit
Assuring I'll exist
times as arrogant as Cannibis is
Now they classes, calling it The Borial-Analysis
I grip the mic as if I'm never pass it
When I spit the ancient and eternal to the
Enthusiastic, of plastic
Just recorded this shit, and it's classic
Man on a mission, my position
With no war paints, poetic ammunition

Now I'm my wars
chords and metaphors
Lord knows the pen's than the sword
Armed with my thoughts and the force
For sure the pen's mightier than the
Destroy the flesh, but the core will
Of the pen's mightier than the sword

Combat, physical contact, you're under attack
Gettin' bashed, smashed, slashed, and
With the tongue, piercin' your ear drum
It's fearsome, your gun son, I ain't even got one
I'm doing I say, and saying what I mean
words that cut clean from a poet supreme
I flip tha Tai-Chi Chuan, droppin' terrorist
blood from Lebanon like Kahlil Gibran
I reside in the hills the city walls
closed doors with the infinite source
While you're in your hood, inhaling the smog
I'll be in the woods, puffin' talkin' to God
with ya'll, I'm watchin' all far from afar
Loungin' on a top, countin' the stars

Now I'm battling my
chords and metaphors
Lord knows the pen's mightier than the
Armed my thoughts and the almighty force
For the pen's mightier than the sword
the flesh, but the core will endure
Of course the pen's mightier than the

Mightier than the (3X)